#relatable

Baking was a science, precise, just mix it all together and let the oven do the work. But actually cooking, she couldn’t cook a tasty meal if her life depended on it. ↗

— Allie Burke

#relatable #life

You're quite tall.' Just what a girl wants to be reminded of. ↗

— Libba Bray

#relatable #tall #beauty

Unfortunately, I fall too fast, crash too hard, care too much, forgive too easy, wait too long, miss people I shouldn't, worry over nothing, over-think everything, and I am too complicated to be loved. All of the above. ↗

— Unknown

#couples #love #relatable #forgiveness

Whether they've made the land, or the land's made them, it's hard to say, if you take my meaning. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#relatable #inspirational

But there were worse things than disappointment, and I'd lived through several of them already. ↗

— R.J. Anderson

#disappointment #relatable #courage

I always have a problem liking things I'm told I should like. ↗

— Karl Pilkington

#life #liking #relatable #telling #life

I was convinced that she was about to tell me my card was declined, and assumed Derek wanting to talk later meant he'd soon be telling me our life was declined. Everything, everyone had reached their limits with me. ↗

— Joshua Mohr

#life #metaphor #relatable #life

I have always loved Naoko, and I still love her. But there is a decisive finality to what exists between Midori and me. It has an irresistible power that is bound to sweep me into the future. What I feel for Naoko is a tremendously quiet and gentle and transparent love, but what I feel for Midori is a wholly different emotion. It stands and walks on its own, living and breathing and throbbing and shaking me to the roots of my being. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#love

I am going to shrink and shrink until I am a dry fall leaf, complete with a translucent spine and brittle veins, blowing away in a stiff wind, up, up, up into a crisp blue sky. ↗

— Julie Gregory

#interesting #relatable #thought-provoking #thought-provoking

It gave him the same odd sense of dislocation, though; that sense of losing some valuable part of himself that could not survive the passage back to daily life. Each time, the passage became more difficult. ↗

— Diana Gabaldon

#life